Friday, April 27, 2007

pics for mi madre, padre, and anyone else who cares

So we found a landscaper to come through. Here are the pics so you can see our new and improved front yard. And just so ya' know...since Dr. Chapman doesn't mention the Chick-fil-A chicken biscuit in his book, The Five Love Languages, I'm pretty sure my love language is "words of affirmation." So go ahead and comment. :-)

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

and so it begins

that whole "preacher's kid" thing...we heard that tonight Brandon carried a cardboard box full of Jello Pudding through the children's area at church shouting, "Co-old Beer! Get your Co-old Beer!" i'm swelling with pride. :-/

and Ab had a hard time falling to sleep tonight for the tears she felt necessary to shed on behalf of her sweet Sanjaya. 30 minutes, i tell ya'. That girl is loyal to the should definitely try to be her friend. After dancing around the room victoriously when S was voted off, B felt bad enough to pray for his lil sis at bedtime. It started off nice, but ended with, "And God, just please help her get on with her life."


Tuesday, April 10, 2007

"Junior Sponsor" - I've been living a lie

just when i lose hope in the jack-ness of 24, those writers do something extraordinary to keep the show atop my list of faves. that was some good stuff, you have to admit.

So B is no longer an egg-hunter at Easter time. He is now an egg-hider. This makes me sad, as it is just another reminder that I am getting old. It is actually right for people to call me, "Ma'am", though I never wanted to be one of those. It did bring me great joy, however, to see him heading over to a water sprinkler cover at the end of the hunt on Sunday. He had stashed some eggs in a special hiding place with the intent of securing them for himself after the unsuspecting little children walked right by it. It seems it's not that he doesn't WANT the eggs; it's simply that he doesn't want other people to know that he wants them. 11 years old is greatness. And, as we discuss the "go or don't go" of his final preteen camp, I am reminded of my own entry into the youth group. My mom convinced me that I would be attending preteen camp that year as a junior sponsor. That was the only way I would agree to attend such a juvenile event. In fact, it never even occurred to me - until just now- that I had not actually reached sponsor status that year. It was all a ruse.

Anyway, we're about to enter uncharted is dad AND youth minister to son. Which is great for you, as I'm certain the next 6 years will provide much bloggable material.

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

I Don't Even Really Look Forward to Monday Nights Anymore...

Monday night's episode of "24" was, hands-down, my least favorite episode in 6 seasons. Come to think of it, this is my least favorite season, so it makes sense that the worst episode ever would be in it. And to prove it, I think I'll give you a list of reasons (SO IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED IT YET, DON'T READ PAST THIS SENTENCE!)
* Where is Chloe? And when we do get a glimpse, where is that personality that we've come to know and expect?
* Jack was only on the show for about 10 minutes Monday night. What's up with that?
* Storylines that don't make sense:
- are we to believe that the President can be removed from office just...willy-nilly? He gets 1 minute to state his case, the VP gets one minute to make his and, "OK, everybody. We'll get back together in 10 minutes to decide who is King of the Sr., I mean President of the United States."
- That guy chopped his ARM OFF and I don't think he thought that all the way through. Because then he tattled on the terrorist and went out on the beach to die in the sand. Alrighty.
- Nadia, Silver Spoons, and Milo....WHAT????
* We need a mole! We need a mole!

So baseball has started, sort of. If it will stop raining maybe the kids can play in a game. Last night B had a game that didn't count because they had to call it off in the 2nd inning when that monsoon blew in. Good thing about that one, too, because B had just given up his first ever opposite field, over-the-fence monster homerun. So it's like it never even happened.

A got Honorable Mention at Math Pentathlon, which is great since it was her first year to go. The Gold Medalist had 15 points, she had 11. And she had a great time and is already planning to do it again next year.